Last night as Drew was putting Rachel to bed, he explained very clearly and carefully that when she woke up this morning, he'd be in New York, but that he'd return soon for another visit.
She looked at him imploringly and said, "Daddy stay!"
"No, sweetie, Daddy has to go to New York to work," Drew replied.
Rachel's answer: "Take a rest, Daddy."
Later, as I sobbed when he told me this, Drew said, "there's a very generous heart in that 2-year-old body." He is absolutely right.
Today I was terrified that she'd be impossible in the morning, but she didn't even ask for Daddy. And the transition to the new daycare in Salem was smooth, although the commute really is not working well right now. She was fussy heading down and absolutely impossible when we arrived home tonight -- more on that in another post -- but once we got to daycare she was fine. Sat down when Teacher Lianna gave her a bowl of milk and Cheerios, clutched her blankie and ate breakfast. Meanwhile, I started crying as I explained our family situation, and Teacher Emily thoughtfully told me that all parents go through this and would I like her to call me later today to check in?
Yes, I said.
I kissed Rachel's head and left, and there wasn't a peep. Teacher Emily's voice mail said Rachel had played outside, done artwork and was having a good day but was really looking forward to Mommy picking her up tonight.
Except for one "I miss Daddy!" exclamation, Rachel seems to be adjusting OK although she is very upset she doesn't have access to Declan anymore. Even if we had stayed at St. James she wouldn't have seen him because he left a few days before we did. When I tried to explain that to her tonight, she kept crying, "I want Declan! I want Declan!"
He's from Scappoose, I hear. I wonder if his family is dealing with the same thing from him?
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